Oh dear, It reminds me of my 8th birthday when my dog licked the bc off the one side of my cake. It still puzzles me to this day why he never ate the cake just the bc.
You can't punish the dog. It wasn't his fault. He wouldn't understand. Now if it was your kid...that would work! lol My DD made me my BD cake wen she was 13. She hid the chocolate cake under her bed. We has a blond Cocker Spaniel. Yep, he found the cake. Not his fault. SHe saw this little tail wiggling away with his head under her bed. She started to cry, pulled the do who had chocolate frosting all over his face & ears. He ate one corner of the cake. I came home from work & laughed my A$$ off. Then had to comfort my loving, caring DD. We still talk about it.
It really was hysterical but I felt so bad for her because she was so excited that she made it all by herself. I only wish I had seen the dog. He also loved tomatoes. He would go into the garden and there's that little tail wiggling away and you'd call him and he'd whip around with his long ears flapping and his face was all green from the vines! Gosh I miss him. He was such a sweetheart. My DD is 37 now.
I am sorry this happened.. i admit I am laughing though.. not at your cake loss but at the dog.. remember dogs will be dogs.. they dont know any better (or so their big brown eyes plead at us!!) .. 
My dog recognizes my cake pans and will go sit by the door pouting, because she knows she is being evicted to her nannie's house while i am baking and decorating. 
I had a friend once whose dog ate a pan of brownies when she was out. She came home and the front end of the dog looked guilty while the back end of the dog was wagging, glad to see her -- she didn't know which end to believe!
Oh no! A similar thing happened to me once. I sat a partially eaten cake on the kitchen counter, left the room, and came back to find a huge chunk of it missing. There was frosting all over the dog and the kitchen floor! At the time I was so mad that I threw the cake remnants at the dog's head! Thankfully the cake was just for a family halloween gathering and it had already been partially consumed. I have since learned to push cakes back real far on the counter so the dog is less tempted. He could still reach them if he wanted to but (knocks on wood) never has.
These stories are great. A few years ago I made 5lb'S of chocolate peanut butter fudge. I pushed it all the way to the back of the counter. I have a huge basset hound (80lb's) and i knew better than to leave it just laying around. Well I did not give him enough credit I dont know how he did it but he got onto the counter an ate all the fudge, the problem was after that he could not get off the counter. To this day I dont know how those short little legs got up onto the counter, what some animals (and people) will do for fudge. He learned his lesson though after we got him off the counter he had one bad tummy ache. never tried that one again.
These stories are great. A few years ago I made 5lb'S of chocolate peanut butter fudge. I pushed it all the way to the back of the counter. I have a huge basset hound (80lb's) and i knew better than to leave it just laying around. Well I did not give him enough credit I dont know how he did it but he got onto the counter an ate all the fudge, the problem was after that he could not get off the counter. To this day I dont know how those short little legs got up onto the counter, what some animals (and people) will do for fudge. He learned his lesson though after we got him off the counter he had one bad tummy ache. never tried that one again.
Goodness, just reading that part about him eating so much fudge he couldn't get OFF the counter -- I just spewed my iced tea all over the computer. Thanks a lot! 
To add to the 'I knew it was too quiet in there' files, after the dog ate the tire, just a few minutes ago, I was in the kitchen maybe 5 minutes, washing some pans and such, and I come out to find that my almost 15-month-old daughter has somehow managed to climb on top of the dining room table and has her finger in another tire. I guess this cake is just destined to be doomed! My husband said it is now how the truck looks after the freestyle round; one tire gone and another puntured 
I am chuckling, too. Fortunately my doggies are too small to reach the counter. However, it reminds me of a funny story. A friend and I stopped at a donut shop to pick up some of their popular "Mountain top" donuts. They are basically a plain donut with the hole pushed down in the middle - the rim iced with chocolate and the center is filled with whipped topping. We had to make another stop and since the box had a large rubber band around it, I was sure that my silky terrier wouldn't bother them. When we returned to the car, she had managed to poke her head up under the lid and lick the tops out off of all of them. The box looked fine but the evidence was on the dog's face.
I had to rebake a sheet cake and start over yesterday after one of our dogs licked the icing off one side! Needless to say, the dogs spent most of the day in crates after that!
We cut a good inch off that one side, and my DD took it to work (teenage lifeguards!) When I told the customer, she and her DH laughed and said they would have taken it!
lol looked awesome though. Years ago in my early days of hobby decorating we had our two boys and my two nieces each take a bag of colored frosting and different tip per bag- and decorate it in front of great grandma and video taped it for great grandma's birthday present.. we placed the cake on the counter later...... and then when we went to eat we found one of my sister inlaw's cats eating the yellow frosting! lol i think this happened again i can't recall clearly but ever since then we've had a running joke inthe family about yellow frosting- not yellow snow lol
When I was a kid my mom made a cake that she entered in a contest and won second prize. She was so proud of that cake. It was a replica of our fireplace, so red bricks, etc.
My mom's sister was visiting that day with her dogs. A white German shepherd and a poodle. Mom put her cake on top of the freezer in the basement so the dogs and kids would not get at it all day (we were going to have it for dessert later). The family decided to go out for dinner, dogs were put in the basement. When we got home and let the dogs out, my little brother said, "look, a PINK doggy!" Yep, the white German shepherd got into the red cake and her fur turned pink from the dye! She looked so funny and cute. My mom was so sad and upset about her cake, but she laughs about it now. The dog stayed pink for about a week.
Thankfully, I don't have to worry about my dog getting into anything (it's kinda scary how smart and person-like she is)....but I DO have to worry about my 17 month old little monster =) She LOVES helping me with whatever I'm doing. She'll get her little apron, come into the kitchen, just watch me very focused for a while, then start signing n saying 'please'. She can reach the top of the kitchen table and counters now though and she ripped off a big chunk of cake today....luckily, it was just a cake for the house.
I didn't lose a cake to a dog, but I did lose some cookies and gloves. I found an email I sent to two of my best friends. My friends call my stories "Rox's Adventures" because they seem to think it can only happen to me. Wait till I show them this thread!
Christmas 2009:
This years mania baking I went through 30 lbs of flour, 6 dozen eggs, 22 lbs of powdered sugar and 40 oz of vanilla extract. I started with the Santa cookies but was running out of space fast. I had the kitchen counters and dining room table filled. I never did calculate exactly how many cookies I baked. There were delays in production. And so begins a Roxs adventure
Early in my baking, as Im rolling out the dough, I had to stop a few times to help Jack (he is my son with autism). Now I like to wear glovesmmmm..latex gloves..nice, tight, shiny gloves..oh sorrywhere was I? No, I like to wear the gloves so my hands dont get all buttery. So the first time Jack needs help, I pull off a glove and leave the kitchen. I get back to rolling out more cookies. I didnt think too much of a missing glove. I must have thrown it out. Not 10 minutes later Jack is back and needs a snack. I pull off both my gloves and help him. During that time Eric (my som with ADHD) is directing traffic Dave (my husband) and our neighbor are bringing in the Christmas tree. Dave gets to the kitchen and offers our neighbor Darren some cookies. I finally get Jack settled and get back to my baking. Im looking for my gloves. I cant remember what happened when I missed the first one, but I know darn well that I took off the two gloves and put them on the counter. The dogs are in the kitchen keeping warm by the oven. One Blake is looking guilty. He ate three glovesthree buttered-flavored gloves. I called my sister who at one time was studying to be a vet. All she could tell me is that surgery is expensive. Even if I could afford the surgery, he probably wasnt going to make it. The dogs we adopted are seniors. Blake has a bad hip and would have had the surgery if the lab rescue group knew he could survive. I do a little research online and find out that I have a two hour window to make this dog vomit by using hydrogen peroxide and wait 15 minutes. The website stated we can do this treatment twice.
So Dave and I take the dog to the garage and give him the recommended dosage of the hydrogen peroxide and we wait. Fifteen minutes go by and nothing. We give him more hydrogen peroxide and wait another 15 minutes. By this time we have a little over an hour of time left before the gloves move to the small intestine and its bye-bye Blake. Still nothing is happening. All we get is a lot of foam around his mouth, so now he looks like Old Yeller. Dave says we need more carbonation. I tell him that he is going to kill the dog. He tells me that Blake is a dead dog anyway if we dont do anything. So we feed him two cans of diet 7-Up no use filling him up with empty calories! We can hear his stomach rumbling and just when it looks like something is going to come up, he belches. Nothing. And we are out of time. I kept the two dogs in the garage just in case something did finally come up. We had a couple of little heaters to take the chill out of the air.
I was really dreading the next morning. I go to the garage and Blake is greeting me by the door with his tail wagging. Dave chatting with an online friend. This friend has a father who is a vet and she is a vet assistant. She said she has seen this type of thing beforewith condoms. I can understand the butter-flavored gloves, but there is an ick factor with condoms. She recommended we feed him canned pumpkin. It acts like a natural laxative for the dogs. Now Blake can be a picky eater, but he loved the pumpkin. And sure enough what went in did finally come outin pieces. After about a week of checking out poo, I think he was finally out of the woods and safe for now.
So like I said I have cookies all over the place. Im pulling out card tables for more room. Do you know that card tables are a bit lower than dining room tables? I do now. Blake found the cookies and ate some. I had to throw out that whole tableful because of the slobber factor. That was at least two dozen cookies! That dog is too dumb to die, but Im ready to kill him!
Luckily, for him, Michaels had their cooling racks on clearance. The cooling racks come three to a package. They are stackable. I wonder how many racks I can stack before I cant reach the top. I can now find out. I bought eleven packages. Do the math. Thats 33 racks, plus my original three stacking racks and 6 non-stacking cooling racks. They are all filled with cookies.
Now Max is a good dog in the kitchen. He has his own issues but at least I dont have to worry about him trying to eat a cookie. I gave him one of my cookies. He finally took it and dropped it and did eventually eat it. Wow, what a confidence builder with my baking! But drop some powdered sugar and he is licking a hole in the floor just to make sure he gets every crumb. Blake is too slow for any dropped sugar, so he reaches for a rack (thank goodness it was only one rack) and down it comes off the counter. Another 14 cookies lost to that dog.
So here it is June and those dogs are still with us. We just celebrated the one year adoption mark with them - not with cookies or cake, but dog bones.
Thanks for letting me share.
This is great!!! It reminds me of a story from my childhood.
My mom used to make cakes when I was a kid. (Where I got my love for baking I guess) Well, she was making a huge, very detailed wedding cake for an actual customer, her 1st one and she was so proud. All the kids were banished from the house for 3 days on that one. When she was all done she called us all in to look at her work, so proud of herself. All six kids came running in to see why we had been outside for 3 days, and so did Rocky our Doberman.....We all stopped to look and Rocky decided he wanted to sample her work! OMG...I have never heard my mom scream so loud, then cry so hard. Luckily for my mom Rocky only ate the bottom layer so that was all she had to redo. The customer got a discounted cake, since it was slightly late to the reception. OOPS!!!!
We still laugh about that one today, it is one of our favorite family memories.
lol; how about an 18 month old little boy who is a bottomless pit and with a penchant for chocolate cake? ive lost count of how many cakes ive had to rebake becuase a certian someone has spied it cooling on the counter and has decided to stuff as much into his little mouth as he possibly could...lol
Years ago I lost a box of chocs to a dog. They were a present for someone I had wrapped and let of the table, dog managed to tear off wrapping, chew open box and devour! Found out he did not like soft centres as they were all over the living room floor half chewed.
I have to say I do miss my little 6lb Maltese fur baby. She was great at cleaning up the crumbs left by the kids, or anything I dropped onto the floor. She made it to 13 years and we lost her last year to a brain tumor. at about 7" tall she didn't get up on much, and Maltese don't shed, so she was a perfect breed for us.
Grandma never got that dogs can smell chocolate through Xmas wrap...but that was all she could ever really reach.
My replacement is a Roomba, not nearly as cute, nor as effective, but cheaper on the old pocketbook, no vet bills, no doggy daycare when we go out of town, monthly groomings, etc. Hard to cuddle up on the couch with it too.
I figure I'll be ready for another one when the kids get a bit older, and less demanding of mom.
heh i forgot to mention my dog does have an addiction for fondant and marshmallows. he will not leave me alone when i'm working with fondant lol.. he has now however learned that if he does leave me alone while i'm working on the hard stuff (like covering which is still tricky for me heh) he will get some in the end when i'm done heh. he KNOWS when we're having hot chocolate and that marshmallows will soon follow *grins*
i have lost lots of things to this chew machine when he went through his "gotta chew on everything of mommy's" stage he was about a year and a half- went through a LOT Of rawhides then lol.. but he's been good about things since. sticks to loaves of bread if he can get them or tissue if left unattended.
Oh these stories are making me laugh so much (especially Iggys) it is also bringing back a whole lot of memories.
My mom used to bake loads when I was a kid (my inspiration of course. Thanks mom) & whenever she used to bake anything with pastry, the same dog as mentioned before, used to cry the house down. From the minute it went into the oven to the minute it was ate or left the house he never shut up crying. I also remember once he ate about 10lb of raw steak & we once caught him with a fresh leg of lamb. The strange thing was he wasn't eating the meat part he was chewing on the bone end! He also used to eat press studs off duvet covers & I never had any 'complete' Barbies as a kid because he always used to chew the legs.
It's so funny that we were talking about this the other day & said that the dog I have now hasn't been too bad. But come to think of it he did lick the one side of my friends b'day cake when he was a pup & he went through a stage of stealing eggs. He also ate a whole bag of butter mints once & they were the individually wrapped ones & it still puzzles me how he got them out the little wrappers. He's old now (13 1/2) so he doesn't bother me when I'm making cakes, apart from when I whip fresh cream & then he's there like a shot when I get the whisk out lol
I could go on forever with these stories, having had 2 Ridgebacks, they are completely crazy but the most loving loyal dogs ever.
Hi everyone
Please be very very careful with your dogs getting into baked products.
Dogs eating chocolate can be deadly. Chocolate is POISON to a dog. It can kill them. You can do a google search for a list of foods that can kill your dog. You'll be amazed at the list. The stories are hysterical though, and I have had several dogs, including rescues over the years, and some dogs think they're goats. They'll eat anything.
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